Hermione Patronus Novels & Stories

She stared at me, and her eyes suddenly narrowed. "Oh, it's okay. Tell Fleur to be safe and enjoy her vacation. By the way, Patrizia, this is Rafael, Hans Peralta's best friend. Rafael, this is Patrizia, one of the well-known fashion industry coordinators, and she is also a friend of mine." Hermione introduced us to each other, and that made me remember her. She was the woman backstage who was looking for the bracelet. Patrizia lifted her eyebrows at me. It seemed that she recognized me, too. We were both silent while she was glaring at me. Hermione shifted her eyes with confusion at us.

I could tell by the expression on Dad's face, that Dad cannot believe that this being is actually standing before him. "I come by the order of Lady Korah. The Lady of the black cat coven..." The wizards says, when Ketura minions starts whispering "...to summon Miss Hermione Crofus; daughter of Mr. Christain Crofus into the coven's meeting happening in a moon’s time!" He hollers, stamping his long rod and disappearing into thin air. Gasps rent into the rent. The royal staffs panic. Everything seems to halt. I feel numb. Me? But why?

Wind swirled through my hair as I ran towards the end of my of my world and entered the human world, it was as filthy as it was yesterday. The sun up gleaming in its greatest light and i couldn't endure to waste this precious time in werewolf world though I still couldn't believe my mate was a human but I had to meet him once to ensure our bound. I came as early as possible so I would meet my mate for sure and this time I knew where I had to look to find him. The university, his ID card said Concornia University so thats where my destination was.

I place it in the oven with some garlic baguettes and set the timer. Leading her to the counter to sit while we wait, I gently lift her arm to inspect the artwork on it. I am impressed, she has a red dragon design that wraps it’s whole body fully around her arm. The level of detail in this image is exquisite and almost makes it seem as though the creature could leap off her skin and become alive. I lift the sleeve of her t-shirt to be able to see all of it and the head of the animal rests on her shoulder. “This is amazing Angel, and you say you have one on your back as well?”

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

Their room was across from mine and my mom had the same hearing skill as Lupin when he turned into a werewolf. Lupin. You are Tonks to my Lupin, Hermione to my Ron. Great. Now basically everything reminded me of Hunter.